Sometimes I leave a place and think “what just happened”. I feel like I wasn’t myself. The conversations didn’t go as I wanted or planned. I couldn’t think of anything to say. I said too much or I said too little. Was I completely awkward or just a little? And it’s the most bizarre feeling, not being ones self.
And then I wonder am I the only one who thought that was weird? Maybe they didn’t notice? Maybe they are dying laughing right now?
All of this would have sent me into a whirlwind of anxiety and consternation a few years ago. Now I just think oh well, that was weird and keep going. There is nothing I can do to change the past so I’ll lay it down and keep going.
I wonder how many people don’t get to do that though. I wonder how many people stay up at night thinking through every step of their day. Every comment made. Every chuckle laughed. It makes my heart so sad. I wish everyone could walk in freedom. In complete freedom. Freedom that says nothing gets to take their joy in the Lord or their identity.
I love getting to walk women through this process especially. I never thought I would so much but I do! I love being a woman. We have such a great capacity to impact the world around us!!!